Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The rest of the family was asleep, and the house was quiet. Xuxu gently shut the door behind her before answering his question. “I met Ah Heng earlier on since he went to the clinic, too. Then I stayed as he played chess with Qi Lei.”
It was late and she drove home, so she was exhausted. She sounded rather nonchalant as she replied.
As if it was no big deal.
Yan Rusheng’s emotions stirred at the mention of Jiang Zhuoheng’s name. He raised his eyebrows. “How could you bump into Jiang Zhuoheng when you go to the clinic? Did you plan to meet him?”
He sounded hostile and wary.
Xuxu heard him, and her exhaustion seemed to evaporate instantly. She marched to the bed and glared at Yan Rusheng. She hissed in an attempt to threaten him. “Yan Rusheng, do you still want the ointment? If you let your imagination run wild, I shall let you lie in bed forever.”
“It’s fine with me. I can lie down,” answered Yan Rusheng, as he propped his head with his hands behind. He casually glanced at the lower part of his body and replied with a meaningful smirk. “As long as that one is working, you can do it.”
Xuxu was speechless.
This fellow was really hopeless.
She ignored Yan Rusheng and cast the bag on top of the bedside drawer. She turned around towards the bathroom.
She took off her coat and yawned repeatedly.
“Wife.”
Yan Rusheng called her and she halted her footsteps. She turned around lazily and drawled, “What?”
She stifled a yawn as she asked.
Yan Rusheng quipped, “I’m thirsty. Get me a glass of water.”
Whenever he tried to ask her to do something, he would always act like a child getting the parent to do as he wishes.
He would always act coy when he requested her to do something. This had become his habit, or perhaps it had always been innate.
“Okay, later.” Wen Xuxu nodded in response.
She turned around and continued to remove her coat as she walked to the bathroom.
Yan Rusheng’s eyebrows were closely knitted when he saw her ignoring him. He raised his voice. “Wen Xuxu, I want water.”
He was upset and frustrated.
‘Didn’t this stupid woman hear that he was thirsty?’
“Why do you keep repeating yourself?” Xuxu glared at him and snarled. “Didn’t I ask you to wait? I want to shower first.”
Hey! This stupid woman was taking advantage of his sprained waist. Was she trying to give him a hard time on purpose?
Yan Rusheng became more annoyed, and then he raised his voice. “Are you trying to let me die of thirst?”
Xuxu rolled her eyes. “If you don’t want to wait, you can get it yourself.”
She didn’t intend to reply to him anymore and went to the bathroom.
She didn’t close the door, as he couldn’t really move.
She removed all her clothes and closed the glass door inside.
Yan Rusheng spoke again. “Wen Xuxu, I’m not even old yet right now. If I’m already old, you would definitely leave me to die. Then you can accompany that Jiang Zhuoheng to play chess every day. No one would be able to bother you.”
Xuxu roared with laughter when she heard Yan Rusheng’s sarcasm.
This guy was really… he had exasperated and amused Xuxu. She shook her head helplessly.
And she began to shower.
She remembered that Yan Rusheng was thirsty, so she took a quick one. After putting on her bathrobes, she went out.
She was barefooted as she walked to the bed. Yan Rusheng was lying on the bed with his back facing her.
